As Liam's wife took his thick cock deep into her throat, slurping and sucking noisily, the guests watched in awe and growing arousal. The sight of this wanton woman, so desperate for her husband's shaft that she'd debase herself in public, set a fire in their loins. Soon, the air was filled with the sounds of ragged breathing and muffled grunts as some of the patrons began to touch themselves, stroking the growing bulges in their trousers.
Emboldened by the attention and the sheer depravity of the scene, Liam looked out over the crowd with a wicked grin. He released his grip on his wife's hair, allowing her to pull back and catch her breath for a moment. She gasped, strands of saliva connecting her lips to his throbbing cock as she panted heavily, her eyes glazed with lust.
"Like what you see?" Liam called out, his voice ringing through the room. "Does watching my wife choke on my cock make you hard?"
A chorus of murmurs and groans answered him, and Liam nodded, a dark chuckle rumbling in his chest. "Come on then," he invited, gesturing to the crowd. "Come and take your turn. My wife is more than willing to service as many cocks as it takes to satisfy the lot of you."
Six men stepped forward immediately, leaving their seats to stand before Liam and his wife. They were a motley crew - a burly, bearded blacksmith, a lean and wiry stable boy, a portly, balding merchant, and three young bucks who looked to be the sons of the town's more prosperous families. They stared down at Liam's wife with undisguised hunger, their eyes roving over her disheveled form, taking in the way her tits heaved with each ragged breath.
Liam's wife looked up at them, her mouth curling into a smirk as she licked her lips slowly. "I'm yours," she purred, her voice lowering to a sultry tone. "I want you all to use me, to fill me in every way imaginable. I need to feel your thick, hot cum flooding my fertile holes, pumping into my womb until I swell with child."
With that, she crawled forward on her hands and knees, presenting her ass to the waiting men. She reached back to spread her cheeks wide, revealing the glistening pink folds of her cunt and the tight, puckered hole of her ass.
The blacksmith was the first to move, dropping to his knees behind Liam's wife. He gripped his massive, horseshoe-shaped cock, stroking it a few times before pressing the swollen head against Liam's wife's dripping slit. She moaned, arching her back to press against him as he pushed forward, splitting her open on his thick shaft.
The stable boy moved next, stepping around to stand before Liam's wife's face. He fumbled with the laces of his breeches, yanking his own boyish cock out and stroking it awkwardly as he aimed it at her parted lips. Liam's wife needed no encouragement, leaning forward to take the youth's shaft into her mouth, sucking and slurping noisily as the blacksmith began to fuck into her hard and fast.
The merchant moved to stand beside the stable boy, his girth filling out the front of his breeches obscenely. He too fumbled with his laces, letting out a groan as he pulled out his cock, the veiny shaft already glistening with sweat and arousal. Liam's wife released the stable boy's cock and turned to take the merchant's into her mouth, sucking hard and fast as the blacksmith's pace grew more brutal.
The three young bucks hung back for a moment, watching with wide eyes as their elders plowed into their new fucktoy. But soon, they too grew impatient, stepping forward to take their places behind Liam's wife's ass. They stroked their cocks, waiting for a turn in her holes, as the blacksmith slammed into her over and over, his heavy balls slapping against her clit.
Liam watched the debauchery unfold, stroking his own massive shaft as he took in the sight of his wife being used so thoroughly. He could see the way her tits bounced and swayed with each thrust, the way her ass jiggled and rippled as the blacksmith fucked into her hard and fast. He could hear the lewd sounds of skin slapping against skin, the desperate cries and moans spilling from his wife's lips as she was taken in both ends.
As he stroked his cock, Liam couldn't help but imagine his wife's belly growing round and heavy with child, swollen with the cum of every man in the room. He pictured her tits even larger, filled with milk as she nursed the bastard children of the town. The thought made his cock throb and jump in his hand, a bead of precum forming on the tip.
Liam's wife seemed to sense her husband's excitement, for she looked up at him with a wicked grin, pulling off the merchant's cock for a moment. "Look at them, Liam," she gasped out, her voice tight with pleasure. "Look at all these men, so desperate to fill up your wife's fertile cunt. I want you to watch them use me, to see them paint my insides with their seed until I'm dripping with it."
With that, she dove forward again, taking the merchant's cock back into her mouth and sucking hard, her head bobbing up and down his shaft as the blacksmith slammed into her harder and faster. The stable boy gripped her hair, fucking his hips forward to press his own cock against her cheek, smearing precum all over her skin.
As Liam watched, he could see the way his wife's body began to tremble and shake, her cunt clenching and fluttering around the blacksmith's pistoning shaft. She was close, teetering on the edge of a massive orgasm, and with a scream that shook the very rafters of the inn, she came undone.
Her pussy clamped down on the blacksmith's cock like a vice, milking him for all he was worth as he slammed into her one last time, his cock jumping and pulsing as he flooded her womb with his hot, thick seed. Liam's wife screamed around the merchant's shaft, her eyes rolling back in her head as she felt the blacksmith's cum pumping into her, filling her up just as she'd begged him to do.
But the blacksmith was far from the only one who sought to fill Liam's wife with his seed. As she came down from her high, the first of the young bucks stepped forward, gripping his cock and pressing it against Liam's wife's dripping slit. She moaned, reaching back to spread herself wide, inviting him to plunge into her overflowing hole.
He did, slamming forward to bury himself to the hilt in one hard thrust. Liam's wife cried out, her voice muffled by the merchant's cock stuffed in her mouth, as the young buck began to fuck into her hard and fast. The blacksmith pulled out of her ass, his softening shaft slick with her juices, and Liam could see the way his wife's cum and the blacksmith's mingled, dripping down her thighs.
The other two young bucks didn't waste any time, stepping up to take their turns in Liam's wife's holes. They fucked her in every position imaginable - on her back, on her stomach, bent over every available surface in the room. They used her tits, her ass, her mouth, her cunt, until Liam's wife was a debased, drooling mess, her holes stretched and swollen from the abuse.
Through it all, Liam stroked his massive cock, watching as his wife was used like the town whore she was. He could see the way his guests reveled in debasing her, in filling her up again and again until she was glazed with the proof of their coupling. He could hear the way they grunted and groaned as they pumped load after load of cum into his wife's holes, each one determined to fill her to the brim until she was swollen with their seed.
As the night wore on, Liam grew more and more aroused, his cock throbbing and leaking steadily as he watched the debauchery unfold. He could see the way his wife's belly began to swell slightly, filled to the brim with the cum of every man in the room. He could feel the way his own balls tightened, aching with the need for release.
Finally, as the last of the guests pumped their final loads into his wife's holes, Liam knew he could wait no longer. He strode forward, pushing the men out of the way to take his place behind his wife's ass. She was slumped against a table, her tits resting on the surface as she panted for breath, her holes gaping and sloppy with the cum of a dozen men.
Liam gripped her hips, pulling her back against him as he aligned his massive shaft with her swollen, dripping cunt. She moaned, arching her back to press against him, and Liam slammed forward, burying himself to the hilt in one brutal thrust.
They fucked like animals, Liam pounding into his wife's cum-slick hole as she screamed and yelled, her voice raw and hoarse from the hours of debauchery. Liam could feel the way her cunt clenched and fluttered around his shaft, the way her ass jiggled and rippled with each slap of his hips against her skin. He could see the way their guests watched, stroking their softening cocks as they took in the sight of the couple fucking like beasts in heat.
With a roar that shook the very walls of the inn, Liam slammed into his wife one last time, his cock pulsing and jumping as he exploded inside her. His wife screamed, her head thrown back and her eyes rolled up in her head as she felt Liam's hot, thick seed pumping into her, flooding her already overflowing cunt with even more cum.
They collapsed together, Liam's shaft still buried deep inside his wife's hole as they caught their breath. Their guests looked on in awe, marveling at the sight of the couple, glazed with sweat and the proof of their coupling, their bodies still trembling with the aftershocks of their intense fucking.
As the first light of dawn began to peek in through the windows, Liam knew that this was a night that none of them would soon forget. He looked down at his wife, her eyes closed and her breathing slow and even, a satisfied smirk playing at the corners of her mouth. He knew that he had given her exactly what she'd craved - a night of pure, unadulterated debauchery, of being used and filled and fucked in every way imaginable.
And as Liam held his wife close, he knew that this was only the beginning. That from now on, every night would be a new adventure, a new opportunity for him to show off his wife's body, to let the whole town use her for their pleasure. He couldn't wait to see what the future held, to watch his wife grow round and heavy with the bastard children of the men of the town.
But for now, in the afterglow of their marathon fuckfest, Liam was content to hold his wife close, to stroke her sweat-slick skin and listen to the sound of her soft, even breathing. He knew that no matter what the future held, he would always have this moment - the moment when he showed the whole town that his wife belonged to them, that her body was a playground for them to use as they saw fit.
And with that thought, Liam closed his own eyes, a satisfied grin playing at the corners of his mouth as he drifted off to sleep, his shaft still buried deep inside his wife's cum-slick hole, ready to start all over again as soon as they woke.